"Huh?"
In the sky,
Qingming noticed that the opponent had managed to avoid his wind blade, and couldn't help but let out a soft sound of surprise.
This move of his was supposed to be an opportunity that targeted the enemy.
Logically, they should not have been able to dodge it.
However, ninjas are not bound by conventional logic; their task is often to turn the impossible into the possible.
So, the fact that they avoided his attack wasn't a big deal.
In any case, he didn't necessarily have to kill them. If they dodged, so be it.
As long as the others couldn't do the same, he was fine.
With that thought in mind, Qingming aimed at another Mist Ninja Chuunin and immediately performed hand signs to cast his ninjutsu—Wind Release: Wind Blade!
This technique had already been perfected by him to the fullest, and the wind blades he unleashed were much faster and more concealed than before.
When the Mist Ninja Chuunin sensed the danger, it was already too late.
Shing!
The sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh echoed.
The Mist Ninja Chuunin was instantly sliced in half at the waist by the wind blade, crying out in agony.
Seeing this, the other Mist Ninjas were filled with fear and immediately became much more alert.
But Qingming wasn't concerned with their reactions. After successfully hitting his target, he didn't pause for a second and immediately released a second wind blade.
This time, the target was a Mist Ninja Genin.
Though he had been cautious and realized he was the next target, the Genin tried to dodge, but the wind blade still struck, cutting off his right leg.
With such a wound, he was no longer able to fight.
Not only that, but he would also need the assistance of his comrades.
Thus, at least two of the Mist Ninja's combatants had been taken out of action.
"Damn it! Counterattack!"
From below, one of the Mist Ninja Jonin shouted.
Upon hearing this command, the Mist Ninjas launched various attacks, whether throwing kunai and shuriken or casting ninjutsu and genjutsu. However, none of these attacks were able to hit Qingming.
With the ability to use flight ninjutsu, he maneuvered effortlessly in the air like a fish swimming in water, easily avoiding the attacks from the Mist Ninjas.
Furthermore, he took advantage of the situation to cast more ninjutsu, killing several more Mist Ninjas.
Although these casualties did not seem significant compared to the more than a hundred Mist Ninjas in the group, the psychological blow to their morale was enormous.
Imagine, the enemy can strike you at will, but you can't even touch them. How could this not make them feel hopeless?
Fortunately for the Mist Ninjas, Qingming's attacks didn't last long. After thoroughly disrupting their formation with a series of bombardments, he flew out of their attack range.
"He's leaving!"
Someone from the Mist Ninja group suddenly shouted, and immediately, everyone felt a surge of excitement.
Although they didn't voice it, it was undeniable that they had begun to fear Qingming and were hoping that he would leave as soon as possible.
Now that he was finally leaving, how could they not be happy?
However, unlike the regular Mist Ninjas, the faces of the Jonin were extremely grim.
The reason was simple—Qingming was flying in the same direction as another group of Mist Ninjas had gone.
Without a doubt, they could guess his objective.
Exchanging looks with one another, they didn't hesitate for a second and immediately began reorganizing their forces to pursue him.
After all, this mission had been personally assigned by the team leader, and they had no choice but to complete it.
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Meanwhile,
The Mist Ninja team had managed to run two to three kilometers away and was getting close to their destination, the Blackstone stronghold, when Qingming suddenly appeared before them.
"Watch out!"
One of the Mist Ninja Jonin spotted Qingming's figure and immediately shouted a warning.
At the same time, he threw a kunai at Qingming.
This time, Qingming approached them directly, flying just above their attack range.
So, in theory, they could hit him.
But of course, this was merely a theory—if they thought they could strike him like that, it was a foolish dream.
Qingming casually flapped his wings, effortlessly dodging the incoming kunai.
Without any hesitation, he quickly formed hand signs again and unleashed his ninjutsu—Wind Release: Great Breakthrough!
This technique was the best for disrupting formations.
Especially when he had vast amounts of chakra to freely expend, it became even more powerful.
A fierce gust of wind blew from his mouth, spinning the air around him, creating a rapidly expanding tornado that rushed toward the group of Mist Ninjas.
Facing such an attack, even the Mist Ninja Jonin, who were skilled in defensive ninjutsu, had no way to stop it and were forced to evade.
"Scatter!"
At the command of one of the Mist Ninja Jonin, the group quickly split into smaller units, hoping to minimize the impact of Qingming's wind jutsu.
They were not caught off guard like the last group of Mist Ninjas, so after scattering, they were still able to maintain a basic formation, which made Qingming's follow-up attacks more challenging.
But that was only a small challenge.
Once he decided to go all out, a mere hundred or so Mist Ninjas would no longer pose any threat to him.
Qingming didn't hesitate anymore. He flapped his chakra wings with all his might, his speed skyrocketing as he rushed toward the Mist Ninjas.
"Attack! Attack immediately!"
Seeing his movements, a Mist Ninja Jonin immediately shouted for everyone to attack.
Next, a dense barrage of kunai and shuriken flew toward Qingming.
Qingming pushed his three-tomoe Sharingan to its limits, carefully analyzing the trajectory of every incoming kunai and shuriken. He dodged those he could, and blocked the rest with his own kunai.
As for the ones with explosive tags, he threw shuriken to knock them down one by one.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sounds of explosions echoed in the air as fireballs appeared, engulfing the surroundings.
Qingming did his best to withstand the intense heat.
At the same time, with his exceptional flying skills, he dodged wave after wave of shockwaves.
In fact, he even used the power of the explosions to accelerate his speed.
In the blink of an eye, Qingming was right in front of the Mist Ninjas.
Without hesitation, he immediately formed hand signs and cast another ninjutsu—Fire Release: Phoenix Fire Technique!
In an instant, dozens, even hundreds, of fireballs shot from his mouth, scattering as they flew toward the group of Mist Ninjas.
Most of the fireballs missed, but a few hit their mark, striking some Mist Ninja Genin who couldn't dodge in time.
Qingming was somewhat satisfied with the result.
After all, the primary goal of this technique was not to kill, but to force them to move, further disrupting their formation.
Now, his objective had been largely achieved.
Seeing that the group was breaking apart due to the dense fireball barrage, Qingming immediately activated his Wind Release: Wind Wings.
His figure traced an arc through the air as he closed in on some of the Mist Ninjas.
This time, no one was in charge of the overall situation.
Qingming easily closed in on them and, without hesitation, formed more hand signs, casting another ninjutsu—Wind Release: Wind Blade!
This time, he wasn't just testing the waters—he was out for blood.
Only by killing some of them would they panic further.
That way, he could ensure his own safety and create more opportunities for himself.
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